Vox Hunt: Great Postcard

September 19, 2006

Originally posted to ydnar.vox.com in September 2006.

Show us a great postcard.

Murrow 2.0

September 12, 2006

Originally posted to ydnar.vox.com in September 2006.

About Bacon

September 12, 2006

Originally posted to ydnar.vox.com in September 2006.

I was inspired by Kimmie’s post about bacon. See, I love bacon perhaps more than life itself. There is no finer food than a piece or five of deliciously fried crispy pig.

My bacon of choice is Applegate Farms organic sunday bacon. In a pinch I'll pick up some from Niman Ranch (Safeway carries it). Best cooked on a well-seasoned cold iron skillet at medium-low heat.

Edit: I had to use this photo again because bacon deserves repeating.

Edit: Bacon.

QotD: I Get Around

September 11, 2006

Originally posted to ydnar.vox.com in September 2006.

How many places have you lived in your life?

Lovely suggestive title, there. Anyway, I've moved 26 times in my life and lived in Virginia (5 places), Rancho Cordova, Germany, Nebraska, Missouri, Maryland (2 places), Brooklyn (2 places), Seattle (2 places), and San Francisco (6 places). Aside from a short stint in Seattle, I've been in SF for the past 7 years. The full list, omitting temporary military housing between various stops:

  1. Boyd Tavern, VA
  2. Earlysville, VA
  3. Rancho Cordova, CA
  4. Vogelweh, Germany
  5. Bellevue, NE
  6. Knob Noster, MO
  7. Alexandria, VA
  8. Alexandria, VA (2nd house)
  9. Annapolis, MD (1st dorm room)
  10. Annapolis, MD (2nd dorm room)
  11. Alexandria, VA
  12. Brooklyn, NY (Carrol Gardens)
  13. Brooklyn, NY (Williamsburg)
  14. Alexandria, VA
  15. Alexandria, VA (Old Town)
  16. San Francisco, CA (Mission)
  17. San Francisco, CA (Western Addition)
  18. Seattle, WA
  19. Seattle, WA (2nd apartment)
  20. San Francisco, CA (Hayes Valley)
  21. San Francisco, CA (Potrero Hill)
  22. San Francisco, CA (Dogpatch)
  23. San Francisco, CA (SOMA)

Best. TV. Show. Ever.

September 10, 2006

Originally posted to ydnar.vox.com in September 2006.

There is only one television event that matters this fall, maybe this year. This Sunday, season 4 of The Wire begins.

If you haven't watched The Wire before, go nick seasons 1-3 on DVD before you watch this. It's that good, and you'll want the backstory.

The Lady and the Spider

September 8, 2006

Originally posted to ydnar.vox.com in September 2006.

100% pure web gold. The soundtrack is beautiful.

Edit: Unfortunately, YouTube took this video down.

I Got High

September 8, 2006

Originally posted to ydnar.vox.com in September 2006.

Before the unfortunate incident with my foot I drove & hiked up to the top of Mauna Kea. This is kind of cool for two reasons:

There's also a lake up there, about 30 minutes from the road at 13000 feet. It was here that I decided that my express Jeep elevator to the summit was gonna have to pause. I started feeling dizzy and a little short of breath, and came pretty close to going back down. I didn't, and after 20 minutes or so hiking (just out of view of the car, road & civilization in general) up the pumice/dirt/lava mountain my heart stopped racing and I could walk around at will. Yay quitting smoking!

After the requisite half-hour, I crested the last hill and looked down on this eerie lake, completely out of place in this moonscape. I walked down into the crater and circled the lake, finding a small patch of life clinging on to the edge of the water. The air and sun were unlike any place I've ever been, mica crisp and glinting. I read that most of the UV protection is gone at this altitude, so wearing sun protection is a really good idea.

I hiked up the far side of the lake, climbing up huge boulders and found a USGS marker. I stooped down to photograph it and when I turned around I saw two people in the distance. They were hiking around Mauna Kea with their daughter who showed up a few minutes later. They were from Hilo, and had parked their car in a spot much closer to the lake (sans crazy uphill hike). Oddly I saw their car parked in the same spot when I came back down the mountain a couple hours later.

Subaru Telescope

I got back to the car, feeling ever more confident with my new high-altitude lungs. Drove the rest of the way up to the summit where the observatories were. It was some serious Evil Genius NASA shit. I kept looking around for guys in silver jumpsuits driving golf carts.


Determined to get to the top of the mountain, I had one more climb. Or should I say, slide down a stupidly steep slope on the wrong side of a guardrail and then a climb. On top of Mauna Kea is a traditional Hawaiian shrine, constructed of tied wood, feathers, stone and offerings. It seemed right that the highest piece of land in the Pacific wasn't bereft of something truly human. The only other thing on the summit was another USGS marker, uncerimoniously sunk into a concrete/steel post.

Vox Hunt: Oops

September 5, 2006

Originally posted to ydnar.vox.com in September 2006.

Take a photo of an accident or a mistake.

Both of these crashes happened yesterday in Volcanoes National Park about an hour apart.

horrific crashhead-on crash (3)head-on crash (2)head-on crash (1)

The policewoman I asked about the first crash (the head-on) said nobody was badly injured, that it looked worse than it was. The second crash was more ominous. It was an SUV lying upside down on its caved in windshield and roof, with childrens toys scattered around the wreckage.


September 5, 2006

Originally posted to ydnar.vox.com in September 2006.

One very nasty drive, one hike and I found my very own stretch of beach.

Island WiFi

September 5, 2006

Originally posted to ydnar.vox.com in September 2006.

Found WiFi at a coffee place in Kailua. After trying a half-dozen seats in the place, one router restart and commiserating with a fellow also lacking internet, I was able to connect. Currently skirting Alamo's 30 minute grace period, 10 miles and one fillup away from the airport.

Getting to see a doctor on Saturday was a giant hassle. Once I was there, it was like I had my own personal medical staff.

I tried 4 methods of finding out where the local hospital/ER was:

  • Asking surfer dude watching me grimace and clean out the wound while bleeding all over the sand. He suggested going to Waimea, the opposite direction of where I eventually wanted to be (my bed).
  • Looking for blue H for hospital signs on the highway. Failed.
  • Calling 411 (information). These guys took the cake. Not only could they not help me, "Sir, what is the name of the hospital you're trying to find?" "Um, no. I'm on vacation and I'm bleeding all over the place. If I knew the name of the hospital, do you think I'd call you?" I was eventually transferred to a supervisor, where it was Same Story, Different Dude. Cingular/whatever, your 411 service is fucking utterly useless. Die.
  • Stoned gas station attendant girl who gave me vague directions (I'm sensing a theme here, this wasn't the first set of hand-wavey directions I recieved on this trip) and named a nonexistent town and grubbed the map I produced.

I set off and 10 minutes later I passed an ambulance screaming the other way, so I figured it was close. Eventually, Stoned Girl's directions panned out, and I saw a blue H sign for Hospital: 4 miles. I turned, followed signs for the ER and limped up into...

A locked door. I poked around at a couple other doors, eventually going into what appeared to be an administrative office. I guess I looked lost, because the clerk who saw me kicked into maternal mode real fast. I told her my little foot-stabbing anecdote, and she led me through the locked door.

A male nurse immediately took me over and did the temp/blood pressure drill, medication allergies, etc. I was in shock--no waiting! I'm accustomed to having to wait at least 1-2 hours before getting anyone, much less a doctor's attention.

He said I might need stitches, then we started talking about golf and mountain biking. Where the admin went into Maternal mode, this guy went straight into Buddy mode. He was like the friend everyone has who's just a regular guy, up for anything, and just plain nice. Doctor Okamura was similarly awesome. Not similar as in he was completely different--all business but friendly at the same time. He gave me a choice of stitches or no stitches in a roundabout way. He actually got me to decide based on criterea other than how much pain and time the stitches were going to take (I elected for stitches).

Nurse runs off to get iodine solution and Doc comes back with a big hypo with novicaine and stabs my foot a few times to numb it down. At some point he decides that his original assessment was worse than reality. Despite the meaty slice it looked, it wasn't actually that deep. So no stitches.

Admin comes back and plops down in a chair next to the bed I'm on and interviews me for the insurance/contact information. She actually fills out the whole fucking form, asking me every question. I'm computing the total administrative cost of this in the back of my head at the same time I'm just plain happy to not have to fill out the forms.

Doc, Nurse and Admin make another pass each, and I'm sent home with a stack of bandages, antibiotics, a prescription for more, and advice to stay out of the water for a day or two.

Best hospital visit ever.